When In Rome

When in Spain, for reasons I don't explain

I remain enjoying a brew

Don't deplore my fondness for Fundador

You know how a Fundador can lead to a few

And baby, when in Rome, I do as the Romans do

If per chance I'm saying farewell to France

And romance drops in from the blue

Cher amour, I beg of you, please endure

My taking a brief detour with somebody new

It's just that when in Rome, I do as the Romans do

And though from Italy I lie to you prettily

Why think of me bitterly, you know that I'm true

'Cept now and then in Rome, I get that old yen in Rome

And naturally when in Rome, I do as the Romans do

If I write happily, "Best wishes from Napoli"

Don't cable me snappily to tell me we're through

'Cause once again in Rome, in somebody's den in Rome

Well pussycat, when in Rome, I do as the Romans

Disregard the signs and the omens

When in Rome, I do as the Romans do